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UR2 Appendix 23: (For Session 724) Warren histories elite primitive gurus

Now, as Ruburt has also written in his Adventures — with some help from me now and then! — there are points, again speaking simply and in your terms, where probabilities meet: intersections with space and time that occur in your minds while you change directions, where new probabilities that once lay latent suddenly emerge.9 And in terms of your civilization and your time, such a time is now.

(To Warren:) Now, when you learn to communicate with the gracious ease with which those primitive people communicated, then you can call yourself civilized. You [as a member of the human species] do indeed see yourself as the supreme flower of history so far, yet when you can know what is going on clearly and concisely on the other side of Elmira, and can communicate it also, then you will be as primitive and as civilized as some of those primitive people.

Now, I have tried to tell you this before. The experience of the guru5 who sits in opulence, bejeweled and begowned, has nothing to do with the peasant who works in the field and whose belly is empty. And so it has been through the centuries.

UR2 Section 5: Session 724 December 4, 1974 counterparts personage races century personhood

[...] Each physical body — in its own way, now, following its own individual peculiarities — would develop whatever skills it chose and found comfortable. [...] Physical endurance of the kind now considered extraordinary would be the norm. [...]

[...] Now: In other terms, your own greater personhood exists before you do in the same way. [...]

Now: I am not saying that the human personality is “as significant as a cell — no more and no less.”

UR2 Appendix 22: (For Session 724) Roman soldier tower Jerusalem Peter

Now the scene changed, as one might change a slide in a projector. [...] Now I knew that a ‘task force’ of other Roman soldiers had carried out this assault, reaching ‘me’ by climbing the steps already described. [...]

[...] First, until now my internal perceptions have staged themselves like old silent films; second, the sound itself was quite unusual: The clustered troops on the ground were emitting a low rhythmic chanting or wailing. [...]

[...] I trust the thrilling sensations, since over the years I’ve learned that they signify something psychically legitimate for me5; their onset now at least reinforced my suspicion that the tumbling figure was me. [...]